Lana's Quirk

Chapter 5: A Chance Encounter

Revan loved to run. It cleared his mind. Jogging alone at sunrise on a spring morning was the closest thing to bliss. The fact that it helped him stay in shape was completely secondary; though if he thought about it more, the fact that he enjoyed it so much was probably a contributor to why he'd made the cut at UA. Still, he'd only made it to class 1C. Well he wasn't sure if that was worse than 1A or 1B, but it sure felt that way to Revan. So many other talented applicants hadn't made it at all though.... They were more talented than him, he thought derisively. His quirk was akin to waterbending. He could control and manipulate water, but right now he was limited to less than a gallon. It was so frustrating; that son-of-Endeavor could unleash massive ice walls at will, yet all he could do was splash people forcefully. Still, he was in shape, and he was resourceful. The water wasn't his kill move, it was a third arm, a boost to his jump, a way to block, or a platform to steady himself. Luckily for him, It was also very effective against robots. It was his resourcefulness and his competitive nature that lead him to always keep water on him. Sometimes it was a flask, sometimes a Gatorade or a soda. Most often though, he kept it secretly in his bladder. He was almost always a little desperate, never emptying his bladder fully when he wasn't using the liquid for training. The sensation of cutting that stream off when he still had to go was so intense, the desperation and pain so acute, he'd begun to enjoy it. Every run he would feel the need. Each step would jolt his bladder, leaking drops if he hadn't gone before he left, and the need would just increase as he kept running and drinking water. Today he was particularly full, so by the middle of the run he was dripping profusely and his desperation was unbearable. He looked around to see if anyone was watching, and he released his tortured bladder muscles, peeing as he ran. The warmth expanded, filling his crotch, splashing off his legs amd spraying golden drops through the air. With every stride, piss just fell out of him in waves. His legs bounced his penis around in his loose shorts, shooting piss everywhere like an out of control fire hose. The relief WAS true bliss. He had to stop himself biting his lip and closing his eyes as he ran. A small moan escaped him as his muscles fully relaxed and the wetness dripped down his still-moving legs. Summoning his power, he dragged the piss out of his shorts, drying the incriminating wetness in an instant. He turned and began to jog back. Looking down at the ground he saw more evidence of his little episode. Little splash marks every 3 feet or so, where the force of each footfall had caused piss to spray the ground. He went through them in reverse order, seeing first the larger patches where he'd totally lost control, and then seeing them gradually shrink to little drops where he'd only been leaking. All of these, he dried and then threw the yellow liquid onto the grass with his quirk. A shame, now he'd have to drink more, but it couldn't be helped. No person could hold it forever, even that girl Lana from his class was mortal. They'd all seen that yesterday.

Rosie also liked to run, and when she enrolled at UA and decided to dorm there, she made it her mission to tun every morning before Mr. Anabolis' class. Today, she had started on the opposite side of campus, and was making her way around a loop of all the buildings. She hadn't known that she would need to pee this badly when she started out. If she had, she would have gone before she left. As it was, she now frantically searched for a restroom as her jogging aggravated her already swollen bladder. After 20 minutes she reached the first building she knew would be open this early, a small snack bar on the edge of the campus. "Hey is your bathroom open," she asked in a voice that she hoped wasn't too frantic. "No, sorry," the man behind the counter said, "the toilet broke last night, some knucklehead decided to jam it with these purple sticky berries on the first night of school. Nothing we tried can get them out, so we're waiting for a work order to go through to get it fixed." Rosie began to actually worry for the first time. Her dorm was on the opposite side of campus, and she really wasn't sure she could make it that far without losing control. She headed back out, significantly increasing her pace now that she knew she'd have to run all the way across UA's massive fields to relieve herself. As she ran she felt her bladder begging for release, telling her to stop. She could control herself, she wouldn't. She felt her bladder spasm for a moment as her foot contacted the ground. She glanced down at her shorts and saw a tiny dark spot. She reached her hand inside and felt her wet panties. She had to stop or she wasn't going to make it. She veered off the path and towards a building, she would squat behind it and the relief would be sweet, and it was so early, nobody else was even awake to see. She rounded the corner of the building and almost crashed straight into the cute guy from her class, Revan. "Oh my god I'm sorry! I gotta watch where I'm going," said Revan his usually smooth voice excited. "No no, it's totally ok I wasn't paying attention either." Rosie said gasping. The shock of the near collision had almost made her lose control, and now she clamped down as hard as possible to stop the pee escaping. "Hey I've been looking for a jogging partner," Revan said,"I thought no other students would be on campus this early." Rosie was panicking, but she didn't want to embarrass herself in front of a guy like Revan, "I live really far from campus, so I decided to just dorm here. I would have had to wake up at 5am just to get here, not cool," she said in a flustered voice. "OH WOW!" Revan said, "I thought I was alone in that too. C'mon let's jog as we talk, how do u like UA so far?" He motioned for her to follow. Rosie reviewed her options, she couldn't pee now because he was here. She couldn't wait here and pee when he left, if he'd come form this direction, others could and would easily see her. She didn't want to be rude and just run away from Revan; she deeply wanted him to like her. Her bladder complained and ached, but Rosie couldn't see a way out. She looked up at him with his dark hair and friendly excited smile, she couldn't resist, "okay sure," she said with a pained smile. She would just have to look for a private spot as she ran with him and excuse herself at the last minute. As they ran and talked more drops leaked into Rosie's panties. She tried her hardest not to show how truly desperate she was, it was so embarrassing, and what guy liked a girl couldn't control her bladder? Every step was harder than the last, jolting her bladder, it was all she could do not to jam her hands between her legs immediately.

At first Revan couldn't believe it. When she jumped and grabbed herself, he dismissed it as fear. But now as they ran, he became sure. What incredible luck he had: she was completely, utterly and totally desperate to pee. The way she winced and subtly bent over whenever she took too long a stride, the awkwardness and pain her voice. This was perfect. Revan reached out with his quirk while they were still talking, something about Mr. Anabolis, and just ever so slightly pushed on her bladder. He was startled by the amount of fluid he found there, wow was she ever full. She would be close to breaking. How had she even made it this long? As he pushed, Rosie yelped and grabbed herself mid stride, pure panic on her face. "What was that," Revan asked in the most earnest voice he could muster. "OH NOTHING," Rosie said, her voice cracking. The extra force had squirted a hot jet of pee into her shorts. Revan glanced over, and saw a dark patch on the crotch of Rosie's shorts. He was getting excited.

Rosie was on the verge of giving up, she was going to piss herself in front of a guy she liked. Her bladder complained and throbbed, "hey I just um... excuse me for a second I..." she started, but she was cut off.

Revan reached out again and pressed much harder on the ailing girl's bladder. Rosie stopped dead in her tracks and collapsed on herself. Her face contorted and she hunched over , jamming her hands between her legs and pressing her thighs together. "Ahhh OH MY GOD!" Rosie screamed and piss exploded out of her, washing down her leggings, dribbling into her socks, and splashing the pavement. The hot flow continued as Revan stared at her. When she finished, she could barely even make eye contact with Revan, she wanted to shrivel up and die. "I'm so sorry I'll just leave you must think I'm so gross oh my god I'm sorry Im sorry you think I'm disgusting," she blabbed without even pausing to breathe. "Slow down," Revan said calmly, "It's okay. I don't think you're gross." Rosie looked up her eyes red, almost crying, her face flushed with embarrassment, "You don't wanna see me lose control and pee myself, that's gross and childish. I'm not a little girl anymore," she said plaintively. "On the contrary, I thought it was really hot, you're really hot," Revan said with a grin, "here let me clean you up," he waved the pee stains out of her pants with his quirk. She looked up in astonishment as he strode away. "I gotta go now. See ya in class Rosie, and this whole running buddies thing, let's do it again sometime," he winked, and then disappeared around a building" Rosie sat there stunned, pondering what had just happened.